My Father

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MY FATHER?!?

I studder strying to find words to say. "My..my father? What you mean ma?" I turn towards her and she sighs. "Come in so we can talk about it." We all sit down in the living room and theres a awkward silence. I hate awkward silences. "Soo is anyone gonna tell me whats going on?" I ask growing impatient. My ma sighs again. "This is your father Dominique, Derek Malik Johnson." I look at him. This is the nigga who left my mother when i was born. The guy who thought he was too young to take care of me. Fuck him. "Why now?" He looks confused. "What do you mean?" I roll my eyes. "You know what i mean. Why do you choose now to be in my life after all these years. After all the times when i needed a dad and you were never there well its too late i dont need you anymore. I hate you." He furrows his eyebrows. "Hold on lady dont talk to me like that im still your father."

"No you arent! Just because you decide to be in my life doesnt mean shit!"

"STOP!" My ma yells at us. "Nat can you take Kamar and Leo in my room." She nods and picks up their carriers taking them in the other room. "Okay it looks like i have to explain." I look confused. "Your dad was never in your life because he never knew you even existed."

"What are you talking about?" Shes silent for a second. "When i got pregnant with you i didnt want to ruin your father's life with a kid so i broke up with him and moved from Brooklyn. And i wanted to tell you but i didnt want you to hate me because i was the reason he wasnt in your life...Im sorry.." I cant believe this, all this time i thought he didnt want to be in our lives when he probably did but he didnt know i existed. "I dont even know what to say.. Im sorry for speaking to you the way i did." He chuckles. "Its okay i understand why you were mad but i would never leave you guys." He turns his attention to my ma. "I loved you and that wouldve wanted me to stay even more." She nods. "But if i wouldve you probably wouldnt be as successful as you are now." He nods back. "He i wouldve, i mean look at you." She blushes and i laugh. He turns toward me. "You have my mothers smile." I smile. "Thanks." He smiles back admiring me. "So whats up with your life? We need to catch up." Great now i have to tell him how i got pregnant and those babies you saw yeah theyre mine. And oh i live with my boyfriend in a condo, i wonder how hes going to react. I fix my mouth to answer when we hear someone come inside. "Anybody here??" Omari and D. They come in the living room and stop. "Oh yall have company my bad Mrs. R." She waves it off. "Its fine. Let me introduce you." He nods and they come over to us. "Omari, Denzel this is Nique's father Derek Johnson. Derek this is Nique's friend Denzel Carter and her boyfriend Omari Jones."

"Boyfriend?" He look at Omari like hes crazy. "You think youre too young to have a boyfriend?" Okay hes crazy. "Im eighteen though." He shakes his head. "That doesnt mean anything, i dont want you to get pregnant or some." I bust out laughing. "A little to late for that."

"What you mean by that?"

OMARI'S POV

Oh shit i thought her father left them and now he back. And i got his daughter pregnant. He looking at me like he about to kill me. "You pregnant??" She shakes her head and i swallow hard. Here we go. "No. I was, those babies in the other room with Nat are ours. Kamar Elijiah and Leonardo Lorenzo Jones." Right after she says that he come rushing after me with his hands out to choke me."Ima choke the living shit out of you!" Before he can touch me i grab his arms and put him in a head lock. "Yo i dont want to hurt you Mr.Johnson." He nods his head. "Im sorry." I let him go and he straightens his self out. "Excuse my behavior i just feel protective over her." I nod. "It understandable, shes your daughter and im the stupid guy that got her pregnant. But trust me when i say this Mr. Johnson i love this girl and nothing and no one will stop me from being with her and my kids. And i hope you understand and respect that." He nods again. "Yeah. You picked a good guy Dominique." She smiles. "Him psh hes straight." We bust out laughing and i put on my dramatics dropping my jaw. "So thats what you think of me!" We all laugh then it gets silent.

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